07-24-2018, 12:36 PM
THOR
The ocean's surface was calm, serene. No waves were forming yet on the outskirts of the ocean, so it gave the brown bear plenty of time to make his way towards the shoreline. His large paws cut through the current like a knife, and he managed to keep his head above water so that he wouldn't drown. He had swam plenty of times throughout his lifetime, and while this was a longer trek for sure, his curiosity couldn't wait. The bear, named Thor, wanted to see what was awaiting him on the island in the distance. He didn't have a single clue on how to get back to the land of his birth, so he had no choice but to become a wanderer. It was fine with him, though. It was easy to get around in the world when you were at the top of the food chain.
The waves began to form and curl over him, and that was when he had gotten caught up in a large one that had carried him to the shore. The brute sunk into the wet sand before slowly getting to his paws, the water absorbed into his thick pelt making it a bit hard for his mobility. He simply shook it out, sending droplets flying in all directions, and he lifted his nose to the air to try and detect a scent. There were so many unfamiliar smells, even ones thatthe had never smelled before.
Thor didn't even know where to start. Actually, wait- he did. He had spotted a rotting log near the green undergrowth, and he made his way towards it. The bear took a deep, long sniff of the wood before proceeding to dig his blunt claws at the bark. He worked on ripping the shards of wood off of the log's surface so that he could access the buffet (or, in his case, termites and ants). Thor sniffed at the freshly clawed wood again and used his claws to rip away the surface so that the sprawling insects were revealed. He used his tongue to lap them up, feeling content in that moment. A big male like him needed much more than this to survive, but right now, he'd eat just about anything.
// a large brown bear washed up onto haven island and now he's near the jungle, lookin' for food >:^)
The waves began to form and curl over him, and that was when he had gotten caught up in a large one that had carried him to the shore. The brute sunk into the wet sand before slowly getting to his paws, the water absorbed into his thick pelt making it a bit hard for his mobility. He simply shook it out, sending droplets flying in all directions, and he lifted his nose to the air to try and detect a scent. There were so many unfamiliar smells, even ones thatthe had never smelled before.
Thor didn't even know where to start. Actually, wait- he did. He had spotted a rotting log near the green undergrowth, and he made his way towards it. The bear took a deep, long sniff of the wood before proceeding to dig his blunt claws at the bark. He worked on ripping the shards of wood off of the log's surface so that he could access the buffet (or, in his case, termites and ants). Thor sniffed at the freshly clawed wood again and used his claws to rip away the surface so that the sprawling insects were revealed. He used his tongue to lap them up, feeling content in that moment. A big male like him needed much more than this to survive, but right now, he'd eat just about anything.
// a large brown bear washed up onto haven island and now he's near the jungle, lookin' for food >:^)
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I WAS LIGHTNING BEFORE THE THUNDER
[align=center]THOR / THE TYPHOON / CREWMATE / BROWN BEAR / BIOGRAPHY